A Seal Upon Your Heart

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Authors: Pepper Pace
moved to her work station and felt eyes on her, she became self-conscious.  She remembered Sister Callista always chiding her to stand up straight and to walk proud. She decided that it wasn’t the worst thing in the world to be so lucky as to have 12 different mothers that cared about everything from your eternal soul to your posture.
     
    Jane held her head high and walked proudly to her cubicle. Jen arrived and poured herself a cup of coffee. After watering it down she turned and watched her curiously.
     
    “Good morning.” Jane said.
     
    “Good morning.” Jen responded. She didn’t ask about her outfit so Jane didn’t volunteer. And
she
seemed a little unsure since it wasn’t her sitting in front of the computer today
. Jane had been given the closing
argument
to type up and
Tim wanted
it
by Monday. It meant that Jen couldn’t check her email and play some online scrabble game. She finally sat down in the second chair that had somehow, unofficially become Jane’s chair.
     
    “So, any plans for the weekend?” Jane paused in her typing. She liked Jen but knew that the girl had no interest in her plans. She had already figured her out and knew this was just a question for her to segue into detailing her own plans for the weekend.
     
    Thankfully Tim arrived before she could think of a response. Tim was tired and cranky. He had to make a closing argument Monday and it still didn’t ring right to him. It wasn’t a case that he liked but it was given to him because he had a knack for making unpleasant things ‘work’.
     
    His client was sitting in jail, unable to make bail and he really didn’t like his daily jaunts to the Justice Center.  He didn’t like the young bastard’s attitude; it was the third time he’d gotten caught selling crack. Three strikes. There was no doubt that the punk was going to jail, the question was for how long.
     
    “Good morning.” He mumbled as he walked past. He didn’t even look at them. The girls responded likewise though he barely heard it as he entered his office. He hung up his coat and sat down in his chair. He turned on his computer, looked at the photos on his desk and then with a sigh he checked his messages on speaker as he looked at his planner.
     
    Jane placed the coffee on his desk. “Thanks J-” The words fell from his lips as he stared at the tall dark skinned woman that he had only seen as frumpy and too skinny. As his eyes got wide, Jane smoothed down her blouse nervously.
     
    Her bangles clacked together and she took a step back and turned for the door.
     
    Damnit…he should say something nice. He’d just make
made
her feel self conscious when in actuality she had just surprised him at how pretty she actually was.  “Jane.”
     
    “Yes, Tim?” She turned with a cautious look in her eyes.
     
    “That
blouse
is very nice. What’s the occasion?” She smiled shyly and it did something to him; made him feel good that he’d made her smile.
     
    “I was going to meet friends after work tonight.”
     
    He tried to place her accent and couldn’t. She was very pretty. He hadn’t quite noticed that before. “Where are you from, Jane? You have a slight accent...”
     
    “I’m from Africa, Rwanda.”
     
    “Oh.” The pieces fell into place; young orphaned girl living in a convent. It was 1994 when the Hutu’s were ordered to kill the Tutsi’s. Before it ended over eight hundred thousand people would be dead—on both sides.
He couldn’t even fathom that, not in this day and age. But looking at her standing there in her African print
blouse and covered in jewels made it disturbingly real.
Tim tried to gauge her age. How old would she have been back in 1994? Five, six? Damnit…he hadn’t even taken the time to learn anything about her.
     
    “So, how are you getting along?”
     
    “Very well, thank you.”
     
    “Well…if there’s anything you need, you’ll be sure to let me know?”
     
    She nodded. “I will.” She left

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